Showing posts with label N'Awlins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label N'Awlins. Show all posts

Friday, May 4, 2012

Fabulous Find Friday / N'awlins - Thrifting in the Big Easy

If you're a huge history nerd, as I am, you probably really like thrifting, which is basically what young people call antiquing to avoid sounding like their parents, because heaven forbid we should be anything like the former generation. Anyway, there is one store in particular here in New Orleans (well, technically in Metairie, if one is being picky) that I've gone to several times and have always found the most amazing things: Renaissance Interiors. I was going to put up some of the stuff I found last time I went but it just got swept under the "I'm supposed to be looking for a job" rug... Here is the stuff I saw on both trips:


First off, we have a pair of lobster traps. Feels like something you would see in an Abercrombie & Fitch.


This is an early-mid 20th century washer/dryer.


This is a type of fainting couch called a Duchesse Brisée, which means "Broken Duchess" in French (apparently the name origin is unknown). These were the original sectional sofa, and I suppose it came about when it became too difficult to lift ladies into the actual couches. Instead they would just sit her in the chair, lift her legs and push the rest of the couch under her...


Just a cute old-timey phone.


Here's something for you Puritans out there - a bible box from 1673. Yeah, you're reading that date correctly:



This was amazing - it's an index typewriter, an alternative to the typewriter that never really caught on like its cousin the typewriter. Can you imagine what computers would look like if these had become the business standard? Here's one in action.



I bought this for my dad (shhhh). It's an old-fashioned film editing device from when they actually used film in Hollywood (gasp!).


Guh. I flipped when I saw this - and the mid-century ashtrays? Yes, please. This is why I need a mansion.


This globe just exudes a sober, scholarly atmosphere, doesn't it? Oh, wait. It's a bar.



Here's a portable gramophone from around WWI.


Just a normal, regular lamp, right? Nope - that's a turn-of-the-20th-century fire extinguisher.


This was neat - though it took me a second to realize it was a mirror...!


Here we have something incredible. Many of you probably know what a hope chest is (if you don't, it's essentially where a bride-to-be put all of the clothes, linens, etc., she anticipates using in married life). Well, here is an example from 1750.


The decoration was beautiful, and I believe the "Marie" emblazoned on both sides wasn't her name but was added when she got married or "mariée" in French.


Now, not everything in the place was an amazing treasure... In fact, there were a few less-than-memorable items. Others were good fodder for nightmares:


For the low, low price of your soul you can have your very own Gladys!

Happy Cinco de Mayo, readers!

Thursday, September 9, 2010

N'Awlins - WHO DAT

As I sit here typing away, dripping an afternoon rainstorm off into a puddle on the floor, I contemplate the wonder of Saints spirit here in New Orleans. A spirit I have yet to encounter anywhere else in my world travels. When I had to go to an Emergency Care center a few weeks ago due to a nasty infection, upon leaving I was greeted by a nurse who said: "Here you are, sir! Your prescription, our card, and a Saints schedule!". At the bank last week we were offered official Saints fan debit cards. The pharmacies and supermarkets here have entire aisles dedicated to Saints paraphernalia!

Yesterday my sister came home from school excited because they had announced today as a "free jean day". Here in the city most schools require uniforms, but have special days when students may wear jeans as long as they bring a dollar. This jean day was special, though. Students were allowed to wear jeans free of charge as long as they wore a Saints t-shirt. Aside from confusion on my grandmother's part (Which saint is she supposed to dress up as? Saint Catherine? Saint Joan of Arc? How could they do this on such short notice?!?), we were all rather excited about her getting to dress up for the Saints season kick-off. Of course, being the seam-monger that I am, I insisted I decorate a shirt for her myself.

So, she looked through her closet and found a plain black t-shirt while I dug through my fabric bin to find the remnants of last year's Halloween costume (if you have me added on Facebook you can look through my pictures, otherwise you'll have to wait 'til my Halloween costume posts later in the year). Then, I stayed up until two in the morning appliquéing gold brocade onto black jersey, and here is the result:


(Those are my coffee and beignet Mardi Gras beads, by the way)


The t-shirt features the traditional "Who Dat" chant, which is a short section of the entire thing:

"Who dat? Who dat?
Who dat sayin' dey gonna beat 'dem Saints?"


Another popular slogan is "Geaux Saints!", but that involves too many letters for me, thank you very much.

In short, I'm quickly falling in love with New Orleans. This is certainly the first time I've actually been interested in football, and that's certainly different. There's something about this place...


More later,
Nostalgically Yours

Monday, August 30, 2010

Katrina - Time to Put the Old Girl to Rest

My thoughts and feelings on Katrina five years later are still all mixed up. While I gather my thoughts to better express them to you, here's a little on what I saw yesterday during the 5-year anniversary celebration.


Five years to the day, yesterday, Katrina made landfall here in New Orleans. Katrina began a new chapter for New Orleans, and for the United States. The impact of Katrina attracts worldwide attention - one of the film crews in Jackson Square yesterday was filming for Aljazeera!
Well, this year the people of New Orleans have decided it's finally time to close the Katrina chapter, and to leave painful memories of flood and ruin behind. This lead to many mock jazz funerals held around the city, including the one at the Hotel Monteleone, where blue tarps and packaged meals were symbolically buried along with the old girl herself. The ceremony we followed featured a live jazz ensemble, mourners, and a tap dancer:







It was quite the festive weekend, what with the presidential visits and memorial concerts, ecumenical masses and the like. It's absolutely incredible to think where New Orleans is today. Five years ago, in the wake of Katrina no one could have imagined the courage and dedication with which the residents of this city would Rebuild, Restore, and Renew.
It's exciting to be starting a new chapter in my life just as New Orleans is opening the door on a new era. The ghosts of Katrina may still come knocking at our doors, but we as New Orleanians have made a vow not to let them in anymore, and not to rest until we've driven them all out of this city once and for all.



You will definitely be hearing more about this, so stay tuned!
Nostalgically Yours

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

N'Awlins - San Fermin Pictures!

Here, finally, are my pictures from the running of the bulls from last week. If you didn't read the article, here it is.

90% of people in the French Quarter that morning were dressed for the Running, getting many a perplexed look from locals out of the loop.

Here they come!
The running begins - and I've forgotten to change the settings on my camera...!
Of course, not everyone remembered that the Running of the Bulls happens in Spain, not Mexico.
Here come the bulls... and a mysterious mustached lady...
Mimes are totally relevant... right?
Fairies too? Porque no?
Grandma's got game!
Never stop to retie your scarf when being chased by bulls.
Would this be an amazing publicity pic for them or what?
Run Away!
Whatever you do, don't let this one catch you!
Cultural Bastardization seemed to be a recurring theme...
Even dresses wore mustaches! (Second from the left)
Of course, the San Fermín festival would unknowingly coincide with Spain's FIFA World Cup Victory a few days later.

Some Country-Appropriate Costumes
BAM! Apparently Mario decided to join the parade after his sex change surgery...
A very brave mother!

Another  great action shot. Check out the REAL mustache on the left!!

Cute girl in a not-so-authentic Sevillana dress.

Lovely Authentic-Looking Sevillana Hairdo

Elvises on Parade


It may not be culturally sensitive, but it sure is cute!


Some people forgot to wear red... He forgot to wear white.


Some Recycling from the Pirate Festival
What's Jack Black doing here?
Vikings are totally relevant
More recycling from Cinco de Mayo


Hope you enjoyed them!
Nostalgically Yours


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